My heart is heavy today.

Not only has Afghanistan legalized the rape of women and reinforced the law that restricts them to stay in their home unless accompanied by a male family member (read about it here) but two women working for Current TV have been detained in North Korea and are facing trial. I don't know why my heart is so especially heavy for them but it is just so scary. I guess being an woman helps me to empathize with them. Please be praying for their release and that a peaceful outcome can be found in all of this.

"Two US journalists detained in North Korea are to face trial on charges of illegal entry and "hostile acts", a state-run news agency has reported.

Euna Lee, a Korean-American, and Laura Ling, a Chinese-American, were seized along the Chinese border on March 17.

"The illegal entry of US reporters into the DPRK [Democratic People's Republic of Korea] and their suspected hostile acts have been confirmed by evidence and their statements," the Korean Central News Agency (KCNA) said on Tuesday."

(Read more about it here and here.)

I'm really happy

I just wanted to post and say that I AM REALLY HAPPY!

Also, thank you Sheriff's department for changing my tire last night. It blew out on I4 and the cop cop stick his hand inside of it! Whoa!

Work time!

I need to post more. Sorry.

Also, my future husband is a TOTAL freakin' babe! I am so excited!

We're engaged!!!!!

My Portland trip turned out to be more than I was expecting!!! Josh asked me to marry him tonight right before we went to see Wicked! He was hugging me and then got down on one knee and asked me!!! Ah! What a great night! It stinks that I am flying home at 6 am tomorrow!!! Bah!
Here are a bunch of pictures from Josh's camera including some of our trip to the Portland Rose Garden and of the pups! YAY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
(Also, due to Photobooth the pictures are flipped. It is actually on my left hand where it belongs!)

Beautiful things! Amazing pictures!

These are just random photos that I love.

Love it!! I like ice cream trucks, chandeliers and water so I am pretty keen on this picture.

(Photo credit: http://absolutelybeautifulthings.blogspot.com/2008/01/illuminations.html)
(Photo credit: http://www.punambean.com/)



(Photo credit: Christian Dior)


(Found on Snippetandink.blogspot.com)


(Photo credit: rodneysmith.com)

I kind of want to adopt this little guy although I am sure his family would have an issue with that. But how awesome is he???

(Photo credit: abigailseymour.net)

Also, check out my friends podcast. This week they discuss whether women should be allowed in ministry. YIKES! Check it out: Here.

My days here are numbered
and at the end of my tenure
I pray that I pause, turn around as the rushing wind, urging me on, hits my face,
and that I'll have peace that I have been a good servant, a good bride, a good love
to the King, the paupers and the princes that I've spent my 50+ years with
and that through my service and my love and tears and scraped knees they were drawn a little bit closer
to the Infinite Spark of Truth and Beauty and Grace
...
but I fear that I am being tainted by this world,
that my lovely and righteous Infinite Spark is being choked out by worries and money and hate and pain
and that at the end of my days I will not have much left to give to anyone else
I may be walking into Heaven but a realization like that will be a glimpse into Hell.
So how do I un-break these chains of doubt and scrambling, digging and trying to claw my way above the water just so I can breath for a damn minute?
I have these thoughts of what would I change but I can't change the would'ves
so what can I change?
Simplify.
But how?
I don't know.
I just have to start trying.
I guess that is going to take some more scrambling but hopefully it will end soon
because I need some peace.

Please watch this documentary.

This is a free documentary about child soldiers in Uganda. It is only 36 minutes. PLEASE watch it. PLEASE.

Infringing.

Let me create
without boxes or lines or ideas contrived
I seek to express through thought
and communicate through breath
but then I realize that I can only reflect
because You have done it all
I am not the Creator
I am merely created and creative
I think I have been missing the point
because You are it.
So let my scrawling and sprawling emotion into images
and imagery
be sweet praises of Your ability
to breath in and out
and bring about
all the beauty that my eyes will ever behold
and Your thoughts have inspired
every story ever told
that conjures up good and right, love and adventure
I am not the Creator
I am but the created
creating worship
from these created hands
that looks a little like what You made.
I suppose I am just infringing on Your ideas.

- Me

Art from tonight...

I started two paintings tonight. One was finished and the other has a long way to go. I wrote on both of these low resolution pictures with paint so please don't steal my stuff. K thx.

This is the one I finished:

This is the one I didn't: